The crazed piece of toast disowned the well-groomed gummy worms, or Pocket poetry.

Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day. To celebrate, Zachary kept Jack Prelutsky's "Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens" in his pocket. Here it is:

Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.

They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see...
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.

And here is Zachary's version:

Last night I dreamed of bunnies,
there were bunnies everywhere,
they were jumping on my bed,
they were hitting my head,
they were hopping on my stomach,
they were running on my bed,
they were bouncing on my ball...
when I woke today, I noticed
there were carrots on my head.

Now I need to find another poem--he wants a different one in his pocket every day...

Friday afternoon update: Zachary came home without his poem. He has decided to read a poem to his class every day and give it to the most respectful student...

For more kid-friendly ideas, check out I Blame My Mother.